Of Cycles and Circles and Seeds and Beginnings

  This morning, I read again from the gorgeous gardening, meditation, living life book, “Gardening at the Dragon’s Gate: At Work in the Wild and Cultivated World,” by Wendy Johnson. She writes in a way that makes me want to go out and kiss my garden and hold the dirt in my hands and whisper blessings over it for all it does for us. Farm … Continue reading Of Cycles and Circles and Seeds and Beginnings

Unexpected Up-Side of our Organic-ish Farming Venture

We say Organic-ish, because we do use Wasp Spray. Other than that, we don’t spray anything on our garden, no chemicals, no weed-killers, and it turns out, that’s a really good thing. Our animals love all those weeds. At first we were pulling weeds, now I’m out every morning Clipping Weeds. That’s right, I clip them because I need them to grow back. Our turkeys, … Continue reading Unexpected Up-Side of our Organic-ish Farming Venture

Here’s to Gardening Imperfections, and Joy in General Messiness!

The Corn is in the ground and so are the Broccoli plants. Let’s see. Yesterday we got in the tomatoes, onions, carrots, kale, jalapeno, lemon cucumbers, and watermelons. Even with knee-pads and gloves for gardening, my knees are aching, and my hands are caked with dirt and soil amendments. Bean played in what will eventually be one of the duck ponds, and pretended to fish. We … Continue reading Here’s to Gardening Imperfections, and Joy in General Messiness!

All this Talk of Rosemary and Religion

There is nothing like the smell of fresh Rosemary fresh between fingers, fresh from the garden, dirt under nails from digging, dirt on knees; you could say from praying, but it isn’t, really. Unless praying is cooing to the plants doing well, inhaling deep to fill the lungs, and knowing each miracle of bud unfurled is another occasion for wonder. Worn, green fingers smell of tomato plants, mix … Continue reading All this Talk of Rosemary and Religion

Drink!

The big news is that my garden now has water. We have been painstakingly putting in water lines, and then little spaghetti tubing, and then little tiny sprinkler or dripper or dribbler heads for every single one of the baby seedling plants in the garden, so that while we are at work, they will not dry out. We still have no idea what we’re doing. … Continue reading Drink!

Sprouts

Could there be anything more glorious than the sight – nearly 6 weeks after that first seed was kissed tenderly and placed into the ground? I went out to check on my seedlings in the greenhouse – and those are all doing splendidly. Then went to bring over more chips to put in between our deep, wide rows. The only things that are planted outside right … Continue reading Sprouts